Chapter 3957 From Saint To Slut In Seven Days:>Ep59

All of that said, Bec was doing things to me that had never been done to me before. Her fingers automatically found the places within me that sent those quivers through me with an intensity that no one else had ever found before. Her lips and tongue were soft and feminine, yet firm in exactly the right way. I was riding a seemingly endless cloud of orgasmic bliss. She would effortlessly, almost carelessly, bring me to the brink of insanity and hold me there until I felt like I would explode into a thousand shards of broken glass. She then gave me that gentle nudge and I rolled over the edge into an abyss of tingling pleasure that seemed to encompass me internally and externally, like floating in a warm sea of pleasure that supported me like water but also flowed through me as though it was passing between all the cells of my body and tickling them on the way past. As I was coming down I had the strange sensation that I was waking from the deepest sleep or perhaps, an anaesthetic. Almost as though I had been absent from my body for a while. As sensation crept back into my body the things I could feel were extremely sensitive. I could feel the fibres of the rug I was lying on pressing into my back. I could hear my breaths coming in gasps and my heart was thudding along at a fast galloping pace. I could feel it in my chest but I could also feel my blood rushing through the arteries and veins in my neck. My legs felt incredibly heavy and almost numb but the moment I had the thought that they were numb I realised I could feel the rug against them as well. It was like my body was slowly waking up from some deep hibernation.